Open RP Post

[cwolfeh]

There's nothing wrong with reaching for new stars and those distance horizons.

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Soulmate AU + Morning After Meme + Rainy Day Meme + Dystopian/Post-Apocalyptic AU + Buddy Cop AU

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[notachocobo]

There was something almost soothing about being on a train. Cloud really wouldn't have been able to put it into words had he been asked but it was honestly, next to his motorcycle, his favorite mode of transportation. It was soothing, in a way, and far more peaceful than most other means. People generally tended to just stick to themselves and there were just quiet greetings and silent nods as people moved about.

Cloud loved it.

The blonde had managed to find an empty cabin and laid claim to it, seated by the window watching everything pass by. He knew the others were milling about but he hadn't sought any of them out since they'd boarded, needing to unwind after that particularly taxing job they'd gone on to help out the Turks.

Why couldn't anything ever be easy when the Turks were involved?

[exturkishdelight]

A train wasn't exactly Vincent's favorite form of transport. It was tight, claustrophobic. The worst part though was the feeling of no control he had while the train moved. Even he would sustain grave injury if he attempted to disembark while it was moving.

Or, if it crashed. Then the injury would most assuredly be fatal.

He was already worn down from the job they'd taken. He knew what to expect from Turk-funded missions, at least from some years ago. Things had simply.. escalated a bit since then.

He sought out an empty cabin, wanting some level of privacy but the train was well occupied. He glances into a cabin as he passes it, not seeing anyone in it.

It was due to the angle he found very quickly as he slides the door open and steps in.

"..Cloud. I apologize, I didn't realize you were in here."

[notachocobo]

Cloud blinks and glances over towards the door when Vincent speaks, staring at him for a moment before he gives the slightest shake of his head.

"It's alright." Of all the people that he might have been bothered by, Vincent was hardly the worst. If anything, his company was much more preferable to say, certain loud mouth ninjas or talkative cat dolls. There was something almost calming about the ex-Turk's presence, something that Cloud took comfort in just like he did the train, which is why he motioned to the other seat across from himself.

"I don't mind company if you wanted to sit."

[exturkishdelight]

Vincent undoes his cloak, not something he did often if at all. He needed it off in the tightness of the train. For someone who slept in a coffin for far too many years he certainly felt uncomfortable in tight spaces. But perhaps that was the reason.

He lets the cloak pile onto the cabin bench before sitting down. He leans his head back, red eyes closing as he takes a moment to enjoy the quiet, outside of that clackety noise of the train.

"Did you tire of the others as well?"

They always worked well together but Vincent had some level of irritable distaste for a few members.